Rush Out In The Rain To Be

There Is An Invisible Strength Within Us; When It Recognizes Two Opposing Objects Of Desire, It Grows Stronger.

I Died From A Mineral And Plant Became, Died From The Plant, Took A Sentient Frame; Died From The Beast, Donned A Human Dress - When By My Dying Did I Ever Grow Less.

Love Is A River. Drink From It.

Beauty And Love Are As Body And Soul. Beauty Is The Mine, Love Is The Diamond. They Have Together Since The Beginning Of Time- Side By Side, Step By Step.

Ecstatic Love Is An Ocean, And The Milky Way Is A Flake Of Foam Floating On It.